In the Kootenays, I believe this is one of the first signs of spring.
Today, on a walk with the pups on the Galena Trail, I came across so much of this poop that I had to keep my eyes cast down the entire time or I would have had poop-covered feet. And just to add a bit of variety, where the trail wasn’t bombarded with elk pellets, we had lots and lots of smaller deer ammo.
While I saw spring poop, Simon yesterday spotted an entirely different harbinger of spring – the first robin. Personally, I thought he was a touch early because all he seemed to want to do was sit outside the patio doors. I believe he was hoping we would open them so he could warm himself in front of the fire.
And yes, there are a few other signs: the sun when we were driving home from our snowshoe trip was warm – it was the kind of light that no longer slants at an acute winter angle. It shone down from overhead, casting a summer light on the snow-free road.
Today, as I was hiking I even stepped on parts of the trail that were snow-free. Interestingly, I could now discern where the avalanche of a couple of months ago also brought down a lot of rocks and mud that I had to negotiate through.
Also – walking is becoming increasingly difficult. Snowshoes will only do at higher elevations – and spikes are become useless. The snow has hardened into hills and gullies so trudging through them includes a good deal of slipping and sliding and slow going. We are soon going to have to investigate shoulder season hikes. Or we’ll have to navigate to high places.
So – that pretty well recounts my adventures for today, other than writing and submitting two book proposals. That’s just the work that carries on day by day. It’s all about persisting. I see it as a job. You get up in the morning and you do it. Simple.